Page 68 of The Last Ones Standing, Part Two

He groans and leans his butt against the bike. I pull back and look up into his eyes as I spit on the tip. I push his length up against his stomach as I lick the thick vein on the underside, pumping the moisture over him as I go.

He’s still not wet enough for my liking, so I gather more saliva in my mouth and lift up a little to allow it to drip from my lips onto him. He pushes a hand into my hair and growls. I start to bob up and down on him.

I work his shit for all he’s worth. He smells so good and tastes even better, causing me to moan around his length. I know how much he loves a good blow job. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I hum. I love the way he pulses in my mouth.

“Fuck, baby. Just like that,” he pants.

It dawns on me how long it’s been since he’s had a release from me and I give a little more vigor. I truly am sorry he’s been in the middle of all of this. Even if I question his involvement in a few things.

“Oh shit, baby. Fuck, fuck,” he says through his teeth.

I pump with my hands as I soak him with my mouth. I give this my all as I feel him swelling. Gagging a few times as I take him deep, I reach to massage his balls and deep throat him some more, I know he’s almost done for.

A smile comes to my lips as I feel him ready to come and hear the sharp sound of a siren as a car rolls up. Granny did her job and so have I. Jace roars as he comes down the back of my throat.

“Good evening, folks,” one officer says.

“Damn good for him, it looks like,” the other one snorts.

I roll my eyes and stand. I turn to the officers, not bothering to wipe my mouth with my hand. I lick my lips instead as Jace tucks himself away.

“I’m going to need you both to provide me with some identification,” the first officer says.

“Jace?” The other one tilts his head as Jace moves to stand behind me and wrap his arms around me.

He kisses the top of my head. “Hey, Joey.”

“Lock those heathens up,” the old lady says from her fire escape.

The cop who recognized Jace turns to look up and frowns. He turns back to look at his partner and sighs.

“We’re going to have to at least give you two a ticket for public lewdness,” he says. “But I don’t think we’ll be available that day for court.”

“Got it. Thanks,” Jace murmurs.

I smile. Mission complete. As Jace’s erection starts to poke me in the ass, I second-guess that. However, I don’t think we’re going to get to a second round.

“Let’s get something to eat,” he whispers into my ear as our tickets are written.

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Jace

“Why are you so quiet?” Ny asks as our burgers and fries are placed on the table.

We could have headed for the Dollhouse, but I wanted to make sure we sealed this alibi as tightly as possible. Not to mention, it’s been so long since we’ve been out on a date. I saw how she was ready to buck up against Gio earlier. I’m not in a rush to get her back to the club, where the two can implode into a fit of stubbornness.

“Just thinking,” I say.

“About?” she asks and tilts her head to the side.

“You. Our future. When this is all over.”

She blows out a long breath. “I don’t want to see you hurt, Jace. What if Gio and I can’t figure things out? What then?”

“Trust him. Trust us. Remember why we wanted this to begin with. We can make it work.”

She sits and picks at her fries as she thinks. “You’ve always been so sure about all of this. Why?”

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